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Inspired by true life events.

Lonely on the couch with my pad and my pen thinking deep and hoping I don't drown in this sand at the end. I've had more pains than gains, ouch, that hurts. Spent more hours in church still that doesn't mean much. Kneeling by the altar waiting for God's touch, my friends telling me they haven't seen such. I called my bro, spilling my heart out, how he is lucky to be out of the house now. How he got a good life and his pocket is in a good size. Cold weather, smooth face, car seats are all leathers, he's got a good taste. I know better this days. I've got a quick confession about my obsession, your life is the life I admire and desire. That's why I've got a lot of depression and aggression. You left the house at eighteen, got two girls you were dating, mama freaked because you were just a teen. You went through hell but surprisingly you did well I can tell. That's what I wanted to be, honestly I feel neglected. I wanted to be you, leaving this country and being free. Everyone looking up to me like a tree. My big bro laughed over the phone as he lowered his tone telling me how he missed the zone. He said I got it all wrong, most nights he had to get drunk because life here is like a sad song constantly killing your mood, seriously dude I wish I can elude. I miss you guys, this city is cold as ice no lies. There's no love, the ones you thought of, keep pushing you around like golf. Lil bro, there were days I didn't have clothes, no money and nobody, so I stayed cold, tried crying but the tears froze. Thought of mum, you and lil sis, then I knew I had to make this hustle increase. You had mum while growing, the love kept flowing, I had none while struggling, the wounds kept showing. I do wanna come home, give you guys meat and not bone, watch you lot fly above like a drone. I didn't watch you guys grow, so I'm torn because that part of life is gone. Its been years since I've been there but I know the day I'm coming is near. So don't envy me and just trust your dream, be realistic and trust your instinct. Tell mum I adore her and lil sis I love her. So I drop the call looking dull, wondering how did he manage to still stand that tall. Well I guess there's God watching over us all.

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Reviews

[Cindy Marietta]

I really like this, kinda slam/rap poetry with a lot of emotion and hardship behind it. I like how you didn't format it, just let it flow. I like it :D

[Olumegbon]

Thanks a lot, I really appreciate.

[MsJewel]

Love this...so real and heartfelt.. and the last line just sums it all up perfectly.

Great writing my friend.

:) Julie

[Olumegbon]

Thanks a lot, I really appreciate.

[MsJewel]

My pleasure

[wordman]

pouring out your heart,i can relate to a lot
but you have your path to walk and your dreams to fulfill
but never be afraid to look back at where you come from it`s you

[Olumegbon]

Very true, rightly said. Thanks a lot.

[wordman]

you are welcome

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

So very good, Olumegbon. I"ve said it before, it's a rap poem, read very fluently ans sounds like rhythmic music in my ears. Thanks for sharing. :) Rudi

PS: if you have time, please read one of my 'stories' or 'poems'

[Olumegbon]

Hahaha, I remember Rudi. Thanks a lot. Will sure do asap.

[C.C Nwokorie]

Amazing work, just how not to hope or wish for things you don't know the source or inner part. Nice piece of work, always knew you would make a good writer!

[Olumegbon]

Thanks a lot bro

[Olumegbon]

Thanks a lot bro

[Jamestown]

Great piece of work, enough discretion to follow in the walk of
your message,I enjoyed reading this and the last line says it all, thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Olumegbon]

Thanks a lot, I really appreciate.

[Jamestown]

Keep writing! You're welcome!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for the amazing poem.
"Its been years since I've been there but I know the day I'm coming is near. So don't envy me and just trust your dream, be realistic and trust your instinct. Tell mum I adore her and lil sis I love her. So I drop the call looking dull, wondering how did he manage to still stand that tall. Well I guess there's God watching over us all."
You allowed the reader into deep thoughts of life and home. Home become less painful after we depart. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Olumegbon]

Thanks a lot Coyote, really love your review, inspires me to even write me because of friends like you. I appreciate

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoy your work. Feel of real life and people. It is my pleasure to be able to read your work.